Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmie One

Gilla House, take it the top like this ***

Yo, 'Back In Business' like EPM
D I drive, I gotta TV 'em
I tour New York down, so B.B. 'em
Found my way home like E.T. finger

I the arena, you know the drill
Get high, get drunk, a *** and chill
Eat a meal, back to the hood for more action
Red Gone Wild with no backin

Doc get five on the mic Joe Jackson
Foreign *** feelinme for my
Talk a boss, I can't complain
When I do it, it's big Fulton in St. James

I got City, even D.C. ***
They all for me outta P.C. Riches
I like a pimp, but I'm far from one
Like Weez, I got army guns, gimmie 1, ***

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Yo, if you don't like me, *** you, I flex one
Doc got more effects Kung Fu Hustle
I'm uptown, the perk
cut clean, jeans, Moschino designer shirt

Redman fell off, the talks about?
I wasn't y'all swim when the shark was out
Rollin red out, it's Jersey
Me and em is like Lil' Seymour and Big Percy

I knew women from high school picked on me
Now I see em, they all wanna on me
I hood down homie, rock Bon Jovi
I can work the nightshift he, Brian Mobley

City boy, my flow is on fire
Disagree, I go in your mouth Botox
Pick up Pete Rock, ***, we all
Hit the highway and ask, is the CL ***

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Yo, style might be Parkay, but mine butter
That *** break no bread, then why *** her?
I'm cocky homeboy, did I stutter?
I pop the cord on my mother

I jumped out the womb, I became a
That's hard to harpoon, I need more
The hood love me, so I keep it gully
I got handsome, but my flow is still

Turn the treble out the track and jet
The in my rhyme is longer than Ikea
I stay on my grind, but when I come up with an
The year, is party over

It's 5 I disappeared, but I'm back
And tell Brown and em that I'm crack
Grab my bozack, middle is up
I got your grandma it up, gimmie 1, ***

1 and here the 2 to the 3 and 4
And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)

And comes the 2 to the 3 and 4
And comes the 3 to the 2 and 1
(Gimmie 1, ***)
And here the 2 to the 3 and 4